Pippin: The last of the Longbottom leaf?
Merry: I know you've run out. You smoke too much, Pip.

Pippin: It's so quiet.
Gandalf: It's the deep breath before the plunge.
Pippin: I don't want to be in a battle. But waiting on the edge of one I can't escape is even worse.

Pippin: I feel like I'm back at the Green Dragon after a hard day's work.
Merry: Only, you've never done a hard day's work.

Merry: Welcome, my lords, to Isengard.
Gimli: A merry hunt you've led us on. And now we find you here feasting and... smoking.
Pippin: We are sitting on a field of victory enjoying a few well-earned comforts. The salted pork is particularly good.
Gimli: Salted pork?

Merry: I knew you'd find me. Are you going to leave me?
Pippin: No, Merry. I'm going to look after you.

Merry: Why did you look? Why do you always have to look?
Pippin: I don't know. I can't help it.
Merry: You never can.
Pippin: I'm sorry, all right? I won't do it again.
Merry: Don't you understand? The enemy thinks you have the Ring. He's going to be looking for you Pip. They have to get you out of here.
Pippin: And you're coming with me?
Merry: Come on.
Pippin: Merry?

Pippin: We will see each other again. Won't we?
Merry: I don't know, Pip. I don't know what's going to happen.

Merry & Pippin: You can drink your fancy ales. You can drink them by the flagon. But the only brew for the brave and true, comes from the Green Dragon!